Junko Furuta Autopsy Novels & Stories

To prevent the body from decomposing, the morgue was equipped with a refrigeration machine operating 24 hours a day. As soon as they entered the morgue, they could feel the sudden drop in temperature. Joseph was expressionless. When he entered, the forensic doctor had just covered Morgane's corpse with a white cloth. There is a scalpel on the table next to him, obviously he had just finished the autopsy. Lucas arrived with the autopsy report. - It is certain that she committed suicide, which was planned in advance. Looking at the report, he explained in detail:

He bowed and in a few minutes time, he led Luca up all the way. “If you don’t have something positive this time, request for the type of casket you want to be buried in cause I’m sick of your failures.” I warned, without turning to face Luca whose presence I felt so strongly. I took another sip from my shot and waited for Luca’s response. “Well, we were able to get the autopsy result which stated that they died of poisoning.” From my side view, I watched Luca pass me a file and I turned to snatch it from him. “Some scratches were found in the cadavers which seem to have been deliberately inscribed by jade whose body it was on.” Luca continued as I was busy observing the autopsy scan report.

Campbell offered them coffee before she turned her laptop towards them, showing them every detail of the result that she is about to explain. "From the test conducted, It was deduced that her arms were chopped off first, then her tongue was also chopped off. While watching her inability to wail out in pain because of her chopped tongue, the murderer raped and afterward, choked her to death." She explained her every word giving Kat the creeps. 'How can someone be so heartless and inhumane?' She thought to herself then she noticed some white substance on the image of the corpse's throat through the pictures displayed and she decided to ask Dr. Campbell about it.

He never imagined in his wildest dreams that another ‘human being’ would be sitting comfortably on the boot of the limousine he was driving and clutching a katana with a bland countenance. As Ubari’s lifeless body lay on her bed, her friend at the other end kept saying “hello” until Ubari’s airtime got exhausted. Before the limousine entered the highway, Timmy’s invisible double suddenly disappeared, while his katana soon appeared on the holder in his house. In three days’ time, a pathologist would record the cause of Ubari’s death as acute asphyxia, while her closest relative would be contacted from her file in the University Registry to claim her corpse.

Furtiza said irritably as she grabbed her phone. But the irritation on her face quickly disappeared, replaced by shock the moment she saw the message. She stared at the photo. “I-is this… Lejandro?! Lejandro is still alive? I thought he had been dead for a long time!” She swallowed hard as she stared at the face in the picture. She couldn’t believe it. She recognized that gaze, that face, that smile—and the emotion that filled her chest was a mixture of shock, fear, and confusion. Erick suddenly sat up when he noticed that Furtiza was no longer beside him in bed. He quickly stood up and quietly stepped out of the room so as not to wake Tiffani, their child.

“Let me think of something by the end of the week. I have a few people to visit tonight.” “Don’t stay up too late boy! We start work tomorrow.” I gave the scientist a weak grin before leaving for the main show for tonight. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “I suppose you’re responsible for this.” Khronos threw down the news tablet, unimpressed and unaffected. The newsflash for the day was about Diango Prat’s murder. The autopsy revealed his Pantiumite champagnes were poisoned and they weren’t wrong.

“Name, Kuro. Species, Shishilian dog. Sex, male. Symptoms, Paralysis due to dull attack on the head and one broken foot. Suggestions, euthanize.” Darrion’s eyes immediately sharpened. “What?” - Rita stared at the pink dragonfly on Yuta’s thigh and Shoru in Jai’s arms. She felt slightly jealous of the two having the affections from these humans. She also wanted to be held. But Ruta wasn’t here. She puffed her throat and chirped a few times. Feeling quite weirded out by Rita’s sudden talkativeness, Yuta turned his attention to her. “Rita-chan? What is it?”

Antonio patted Silvana sympathetically, Camilla could see now that Silvana was beginning to waver, but she had to be strong, soon the battle would be over. The next morning, the autopsy result arrived, they were all gathered in the room once again, this time, madame Ferrante, Ricciardo, Silvana were present with them. Security were stationed at the doors. Geremia had told Camilla that they were there to capture Silvana in case she tried to escape. "So the autopsy result is here, I will let the doctor read it to us himself" Antonio said. The doctor cleared his throat and started to read. "After all due checkings and examination, we have concluded that Mr Ferrante died of a broken neck which w

Jamming his fingers Inside the pocket ,he answered " Someone had injected a group of Streptococcus A inside Grandpa's body .The Bacteria ,had ate his right calf badly .This had lead him to Necrotizing Fascitis .His skin had been drained off .The bones covered with blood is visible .Thank god , he had found faster. even a single step of delay might have taken him to the verge of death " Shizuka turned dump .She could feel her legs Getting rooted on the ground. The dark clouds loomed over the top of her head. no one can Express the agony which she currently going .

Soon, the autopsy results came out. "The deceased was around twenty-six years old. Judging by the wounds, the perpetrator hated him deeply, torturing him extensively before finally killing him with the bomb. "Also, the victim only had one kidney. We'll probably be able to find a clue about that if we check hospital records." At those words, the room fell silent. Torture, explosion, and the lack of one kidney. Just one of these descriptions was alarming enough, but now they were all used to describe the same person.